Twenty-Five Weeks Together

     Isaac is doing SO MUCH better!  Praise the Lord, our Healer!!  He finally slept through the night last night (which allowed me a full nights sleep too!) and woke happy & directing his imaginary symphony that he only directs when he is truly content.  To see that on the monitor this morning (at 7:30am!) did wonders for my heart.  Finally...my sweet HEALTHY boy is back.  

     Isaac still has a nasty cough & an unbelievable amount of snot coming from his face...both from the RSV, which makes us still contagious for a few more days. But his lungs are otherwise clear from the pneumonia and I continue to do CPT (chest percussion therapy) on him several times per day just to be sure his lungs STAY clear.  He seems to like the CPT (think super aggressive pats on the back with a plastic diaphragm-y thing) and goes to sleep easily while I'm whomping on his back.  Not a therapy I'll probably initiate while our social worker is visiting.  :)

     I am SUPER proud of how Isaac tolerated the whole yucky event. He's got some fight in him!!  There were two days after admission and before he got really sick that he was truly & royally TICKED OFF.  Whatever was happening to him was NOT OK and he was NOT going to put up with it!  He'd look anyone he could straight in the face and throw whatever was near as hard as he could onto the floor. Didn't matter what he was---diapers, blankets, baby shampoo bottles, toys, etc. Clearly, he couldn't control anything except what was in his space...and THAT he could throw.  It sounds slightly humorous and bit pathetic but I encouraged it, giving him diapers or wipes to throw down.  I'll deal with appropriate anger response later, but until then...I want him to fight!  To have some comprehension of righteous anger and to stand up for himself!  To have that internal warning light of: THIS. IS. NOT. OK.  We live in a world where some person at some point in time will try to take advantage of my sweet boy and I won't be able to fight for him. He'll need to be a chromosomally enhanced David in a Goliath world. To see how he fought for himself over those traumatic days in the hospital was so very encouraging. He's got spunk and he's not afraid to use it! 

     I'll be taking a few more days off work for Isaac's hospital follow up appointments and to make sure he is fully transitioned back to normal life. That little attachment bump after his heart surgery has made me more intentional in his transition this time. I'm sleeping in his room again and we've regressed back to a bit of our routine when we first came home from China. I don't expect this to last long. He actually let out a giddy sigh when we went to Target yesterday!  Turns out he wants to return to normal life too.

    So very many THANK YOUs to those who have been praying for us. I can't thank you enough for you standing in the gap for us spiritually as we fought the physical battle. And for those who are meeting our practical needs with meals and errands...thank you. I came down with the crud about half way through our hospital stay so Dayquil + very little sleep = I shouldn't be using the stove or sharp knives. 

     Looking forward to a healthy & joyful next week!

 

Crashed out together in the hospital